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INKED Karen Chance, Marjorie M. Liu, Yasmine Galenorn, Eileen Wilks SKIN DEEP Karen Chance Chapter 1 Get it off Get it off Im trying Caleb grabbed a numb stick out of a drawer. It would help if youd stay still for half a second You stay still with claws in your ass I snarled, as they sank in a little deeper. I cant do anything if youre going to continue hopping around like that, Lia, he rumbled. I glared at him, but it didnt do any good. It probably wouldnt have anywayCaleb did the strong, ...

The Horus Heresy Graham McNeill MECHANICUM War comes to Mars To the staff at Lee Rosys, for keeping my creative juices flowing with a regular supply of tea and cookies. The Horus Heresy It is a time of legend. Mighty heroes battle for the right to rule the galaxy. The vast armies of the Emperor of Earth have conquered the galaxy in a Great Crusade - the myriad alien races have been smashed by the Emperors elite warriors and wiped from the face of history. The dawn of a new age of supremacy for ...

Memorial Day Vince Flynn To the men and women who serve Acknowledgments As always I must first thank my best friend and love of my life, my wife, Lysa. As my friends are fond of pointing out, I definitely overachieved when I married you. To my editor, Emily Bestler, and my agent Sloan Harris, thank you once again for all of your guidance and friendship. I cant imagine working with anyone else in the business. To Sarah Branham and Katherine Cluverius, thank you for putting up with me. To Jack ...

Hal Clement MISSION OF GRAVITY I: WINTER STORM The wind came across the bay like something living. It tore the surface so thoroughly to shreds that it was hard to tell where liquid ended and atmosphere began it tried to raise waves that would have swamped the Bree like a chip, and blew them into impalpable spray before they had risen a foot. The spray alone reached Barlennan, crouched high on the Brees poop raft. His ship had long since been hauled safely ashore. That had been done the moment he ...

Hal Clement MISSION OF GRAVITY I: WINTER STORM The wind came across the bay like something living. It tore the surface so thoroughly to shreds that it was hard to tell where liquid ended and atmosphere began it tried to raise waves that would have swamped the Bree like a chip, and blew them into impalpable spray before they had risen a foot. The spray alone reached Barlennan, crouched high on the Brees poop raft. His ship had long since been hauled safely ashore. That had been done the moment he ...

Permanence Karl Schroeder Acknowledgments Writing is not really a solitary activity, so thanks are due to many people who helped make this book happen: my editor, David Hartwell my agent, Donald Maass Moshe Feder and Rob Stauffer for production help and as always the clever and relentless critics of Cecil Street. Thanks to the unruly mob at Open Cola for indulging my unusual lunchtime conversations. And especially, thanks to Janice for putting up with the uneven and sometimes bewildering ...

Polity Agent Agent Cormac 04 Neal Asher Prologue The Polity is, in terms of human history, a huge and unique political entity. Under the benevolent rule of artificial intelligences it is ever-expanding in the galactic disc. Many see it as a precursor to Utopia, possibly eternal. However, during its initial expansion, artefacts of ancient alien civilizations began to turn up, and to the dismay of the Utopians weve since learned just how small is our dominion. Slowly, evidence has accrued to show ...

R. A. Salvatore Promise of the Witch King The Sellswords Book 2 TO KILL THE WITCH-KING When Gareths holy sword did flash on high When Zhengyis form was shattered. A blackened flame of detritus His corporeal form atattered. When did victorys claim ring loudly When did hearts of hope swollen pride Rejoice brave men, at Gareths blow The pieces of Zhengyi flung wide. But you cannot kill what is not alive You cannot strike a notion You cannot smite with force of arm The magic of dark devotion. Thus ...

Reborn F. Paul Wilson for William Sloane, the early brewer of science with the supernatural Prologue Sunday, February 11, 1968 He was calling himself Mr. Veilleur these daysGaston Veilleurand tonight he found it difficult to sleep. A remote uneasiness made him restless, a vague malaise nettled his mind, stirring up old memories and ancient nightmares. But he refused to give up the chase. He measured his breathing and soon found the elusive prey within his grasp. But just as he was slipping off, ...

Renegades Magic Book Three of the Soldier Son Trilogy Robin Hobb Map CHAPTER ONE SOLDIERS END I never spoke up for myself at my court-martial. I stood in the box where they put me, and tried not to think of the agonizing bite of the leg irons around my calves. They were too small for a man of my flesh, and the cold iron bit deep into the meat of my legs, burning and numbing at the same time. At the moment, the pain mattered to me more than the outcome of the hearing. I already knew how it would ...

Otherland Final Volume Sea of Silver Light Tad Williams My father still hasnt actually cracked any of the booksso, no, he still hasnt noticed. I think Im just going to have to tell him. Maybe I should break it to him gently. Everyone here who hasnt had a book dedicated to them, take three steps forward. Whoops, Dad, hang on a second. Acknowledgements These people saved my life. Without their help, I would never have finished these books. You may apply the appropriate punishments. The List So ...

SEPARATION OF POWER by Vince Flynn To Emily Bestler ACKNOWLEDGMENTS First and foremost, I have to thank my lovely wife, Lysa, for her patience and understanding while I labored over this novel-especially the last three months. Darling, you make it all worthwhile. To my agent, Sloan Harris, for all of his wise counsel and good humor. It has been great watching all of your successes over the last year. To my editor, Emily Bestler, for giving me the time and cover to finish this book. Once again, ...

R.A.Salvatore Servant of the Shard Forgotten Realms novell. Path of Darkness. Book III Prologue He glided through the noonday sunshines oppressive heat, moving as if always cloaked in shadows, though the place had few, and as if even the ever-present dust could not touch him. The open market was crowded-it was always crowded-with yelling merchants and customers bargaining for every copper piece. Thieves were positioning themselves in all the best and busiest places, where they might cut a purse ...

Bernard Cornwell Sharpes Fortress Sharpes Fortress is for Christine Clarke, with many thanks CHAPTER 1 Richard Sharpe wanted to be a good officer. He truly did. He wanted it above all other things, but somehow it was just too difficult, like trying to light a tinderbox in a rain-filled wind. Either the men disliked him, or they ignored him, or they were over-familiar and he was unsure how to cope with any of the three attitudes, while the battalions other officers plain disapproved of him. You ...

BERNARD CORNWELL Sharpes Skirmish Welcome to San Miguel, Captain, Major Lucius Tubbs said to the officer beside him, where God is in his heaven and all is well with the world. Amen to that, said Sergeant Patrick Harper, standing behind the two officers who both ignored him. Major Tubbs, befitting his name, was a plump man with a cheerful, jowly face who now stood at the ramparts of the small fortress of San Miguel and bounced his hands on the parapet in time to some imaginary music. Next to ...